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It takes an act of faith

 

Through our life’s journey

We ease our troubled minds

By the hopes we gather

And sorrows left behind

 

Life is a game of chance

Ours is to throw the die

We can play out our hand

Or wring our hands and sigh

 

Friends and lovers part ways

Repeating sad refrains

Though we cross the threshold

Memories still remain

 

Leave the stained glass panes and

Ivy hung walls behind

Their self-righteous ways

Bind up the heart and mind

 

Reborn with each sunrise

We move through our life’s dance

The only sin is to die

Without taking the chance

 

Measuring not mistakes

But the action that he takes

A man’s courage lives on

In the world he remakes

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